Imagine Jason getting mad at the littlest things......

"Tim, stay out of this." Jason spun back around to face the cashier, clearly mad. "Now, miss, I tried being nice the first time, but I'm afraid it has come to this." Slowly, Jason stared rolling up his sleeves.

"Jason!" Dick grabbed Jason's arm and tried pulling him back from reaching the poor young girl.

The girl put her hands up in defense, opening her mouth ready to apologize.

"What!? Got nothing to say?" Jason started yanking away from Dick's grip.

Dick pushed him back further this time, sending him right towards Tim and Damian. Tim and Damian grabbed Jason's arms in a death grip. "Keep him back." Dick said to them, both nodded in return. Dick turned back to the young girl, "I'm really sorry about him," He paused to look at the girls name tag. "Alice, he's just - moody."

A light bush rushed across the cashiers face.

"Oh great look what you did now Dick, you just had to be born with good looks didn't you?" Jason rolled his eyes and stormed out of the store.

~

"Don't you know Damian, the pepper goes on the right side of the salt." Jason dumped a handful of salt on his hand and threw it in Damian's hair.

Damian growled at Jason, "Well excuse me for actually putting it away." He glared at Tim who was drinking his coffee.

A scream was heard throughout the household. The three looked up from their glaring stare off. It was Dick, froze, looking into the fridge. "Where is it?" He screeched.

"Mind telling us what you're looking for?" Tim set his coffee cup down.

"They're gone. All of them." He whispered and dropped to his knees.

Damian crossed his arms, "What are you talking about?"

"The pickles! Somebody ate all my pickles!"

A gasp filled the room. Tim and Damian ran over to the fridge to look at the evidence. Jason shook his head and rolled his eyes, "Nobody ate your pickles Dick." He pushed past the three that were on the ground and pulled out the precious pickles.

Dick's face filled with hope, "MY BABIES!" He hugged onto the jar, "What did you do to them Jason."

"I placed them where they belong."

Dick squinted his eyes at Jason, "What makes you think they belong anyplace other than my stomach."

Jason's eyebrow twitched, "I was just trying to put them back where they belonged! Gosh how was I supposed to know where they belonged! Some people have OCD about these things Dick!"

~

"I cannot believe this." Tim shook his head.

"For once I agree with the imbecile." Damian and Tim exchanged looks.

"This is for Jason's own good guys, if he wants to yell at somebody he can yell at me." Dick fixed his hair one last time before the door bell rang, "Go get Jason, and make sure he looks decent."

"DICK! YOU SASSY SON OF A BAT EATING CHEESECAKE!"

Damian and Tim looked at each other, "That's our que." Tim said as they ran down the hallway.

BONUS SCENE

Jason's glare could be heard even when Dick was looking down at his food.

"So, Alice, do you have any siblings?" Dick finally broke from his gaze. Alice stared at her food then at Dick for several seconds. "Alice? Did you hear me?" Alice's eyes moved back down to her food.

"Hmm." Damian tapped his chin, "You look like Wednesday Addams with Harley Quinn's pigtails."

Tim's jaw dropped open, "Damian! How rude!"

"Look's like you both will be apologizing for your unacceptable behavior." Dick crossed his arms.

"I'm not apologizing to that brat, all she's done is ignore us." Jason slammed his hand down on the table.

"Jason Peter Todd!"

Dedicated to a friend.

I've never written a character with selective muteness, guess there's a first time for everything. I do go to school with a very nice girl who has selective muteness, her and I are really good friends. Anyway I'm rambling.

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